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"Gong Qinglin old dog, I'm here, don't you get out!"

The muffled thunderous shouts were billowing in the sky, spreading to every corner of Gong's house. The guests standing on both sides of the courtyard opened their eyes wide, and their faces were shocked.

Who is Gong Qinglin?

The old Patriarch of the Gong family, half-footed into the spirit of the strong, seldom appeared in the outside world, let alone ten years, has not walked around Baihong Mountain.

If he dared to get out, Xiao Yang was too reluctant to live and die.

"Smuggle, do you really dare to come?"

He glanced at Gong Jing's non-human corpse, the corners of Gong Menfeng's eyes seemed to be about to split: "What are you doing standing still, kill him, who can kill him, give him two hundred thousand spiritual jade!"

Outside Gong's house.

The Gong family, who stood circle after circle, had a sharp look in their eyes, and then rushed to the sky. Thunder light swept through the space, and the mysterious thunderbirds shot into the sky and rushed towards Xiao Yang.

There is no weak person who can serve as a guard in Gong's house.

These are all sixth-order spirit kings!

"There are so many black thunderbirds of the sixth-order high throne level, enough to kill him, but unfortunately, Ben Shaoyuan wants to give him the qualification to fight with me, now it seems that there is no such opportunity." Bai Qin laughed.

Not only him, but almost everyone thinks like this.

Xiao Yang, ten dead and no life.

"Why is he here?" Gu Lao's face was stiff.

He couldn't think that Xiao Yang would come to the solitary house.

Could it be...

Thinking of this possibility, the lonely old heart rose with anger. The reason why he agreed to submit to Gong's family was, to a large extent, Gong Menfeng had agreed not to embarrass the people who boarded the boat.

He was naive in thinking.

How can a group of ungrateful beasts keep their promises!

"Master Xiao, I hurt you." Gu Lao sighed.

If this place is near the Jiujue City, Xiao Yang would naturally not be afraid of the Gong family, but here is Baihong Mountain, Xiaoyang, a ninth-order spiritual emperor, no matter how many means, he can't compete with the Gong family.

"Huh!"

A large number of black thunderbirds rushed into the sky.

Xiao Yang stood in the air, with Leng Yi's face, no emotional changes could be seen, and then, the thick black mist that was as thick as ink suddenly dispersed from behind him.

"Spiritual skills, seek soul hook and sickle!"

Teleporting to the front of Xiao Yang, Wanyewang looked cold, and the black sickle blade that he swung horizontally stretched out to the size of ten meters, like a sickle of death that opened the sky and the earth, swept down.

"Huh!"

A black arc of light swept across.

Hundreds of mysterious thunderbirds burst open, like a fascinating blood flower, blooming quickly along the place where the huge sickle blade passed.

High throne level spiritual skills, soul-locking hook and sickle.

A spiritual skill that can only be comprehended when the Wanye King is at the sixth rank.

"A blow?" Many people's hearts shook fiercely.

"You want to die!"

"I'm going to kill you! Punish your nine tribes and destroy your whole family"

Seeing that his spirit beast was killed, the guards of the Gong family were full of anger and cursed fiercely, as if they wished to break Xiao Yang's body into pieces.

"Emperor Yue."

Looking down at these people indifferently, Xiao Yang stretched out his right hand and squeezed it abruptly. The bright halberd-shaped light bloomed from the back of his hand.

"boom!"

The swearing guards of the Gong family suddenly burst into pieces!

"How come!" Gong Menfeng was shocked.

died?

Are all dead?

This is the backbone of the Gong family, nearly 80%. Once they die, there will be serious faults in the Gong family in the next few decades, and it is difficult to make up for it.

This loss is huge.

"Asshole thing!" Gong Qinglin's right fist hit the stone table fiercely.

He doesn't care about the life and death of Gong's family.

But with such a large number of elite Gong family, how could he not feel distressed.

"Xuan Beast, Wan Ye King?"

Bai Qin smiled indifferently: "I heard that the King of Nights has appeared in the four realms. When I saw it today, it was really extraordinary, but it's limited to this. If I make a move, he will undoubtedly die."

He didn't know that Wang Wanye belonged to Xiao Yang.

There is no accurate news about this kind of thing in Dizhou.

If he knew that this person was Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang who killed his clan brother Bai You would not know him at this time, would he not want to talk and laugh like just now, calm and calm.

In the courtyard.

Looking at the blood condensed into a cloud in the sky, many people's throats rolled lightly, and the profound beast made a move. It was the first time many of them saw each other.

This strength is really terrifying.

"I'm going to shame you down!"

Lines of blue veins bloomed on his face, Gong Menfeng roared: "Although the profound beast is strong, it is the limit to be able to do this. Give it to me!"

"Huh!"

In the sound of breaking wind.

Dozens of seventh-order spirit kings surrounded Xiao Yang firmly. Under everyone's feet, there was a huge black thunderbird. The headed middle-aged man, arms folded in front of his chest, looked sarcastically. With Xiao Yang.

They are all guest Qings of the Gong family.

In their opinion, it couldn't be easier for such a large number of seventh-order black thunderbirds to besiege the fourth-order Wanye King.

"Go away."

Without even looking at these people, Xiao Yang stared at Gongmenfeng coldly: "Today, I am here for Mie Gong's house, no one is waiting, so far."

With a grin at the corner of his mouth, the big man grinned and said: "Thinking that if you have some strength, you can be an arrogant idiot. I just don't get out. What can you do to me?"

"Huh!"

The sharp beak opened ~lightnovelpub.net~ Between the throats of dozens of mysterious thunderbirds, the light of thunder condensed and turned into violent pillars of thunder light, spraying towards Xiao Yang from all directions, and the space shocked.

Standing at the position locked by the thunder column, Xiao Yang's face was calm as usual.

"Night is coming."

"Wow!"

The black cloud shrouded, the cold wind howled, and the king of the night holding a black sickle, his aura suddenly increased, starting from the fourth-order throne level, it directly climbed to the sixth-order throne level.

"not good!"

The pupils of Dahan and others shrank frantically.

They don't know that the King of Nights has this ability.

"Huh!"

The huge black sickle swept across again.

Dozens of profound thunderbirds and their owners were directly swept into nothingness. Their horrified faces were extremely clear on the swept sickle blade.

The sharp tip of the black sickle stopped beside the man's head, cold and cold.

After a moment of stunned.

"what!"

The big man yelled in horror, the fine cold sweat rushed out of his body, and the robe he was wearing was instantly wet with cold sweat.

The black sickle turned.

The blunt side slammed heavily on the big man's head, and the big man staggered back a few steps, his head burst, blood flowed like a puff, and a thick color of fear filled his heart.

Just now, he smelled death.

Almost, he was killed in Jiuquan!

"Go around me, spare me!"

The big man's body trembled like chaff, and his voice was a little trembling: "This is your grievance with the Gong family. I am not the Gong family. Please raise your hand and let me go. I will thank you again in the future."

"Want to roll now?"

Xiao Yang's figure flashed, and his clenched right fist hit the big man's chest heavily: "I didn't stop rolling just now. See what I can do to you."

"Now, you see it."

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